CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHTEEN – UNEXPECTED PLEASURE
"Dr. Snide," Claire breathed out on an exasperated sigh, the very picture of restrained civility despite the feathery hurricane still unfolding around her. "To what do we owe this...unexpected pleasure?"
"Tell me," Dr. Snide practically purred, casting an appraising look around the room as he sauntered further inside with studied nonchalance.
His gaze seemed to linger with particular disdain on the whirlwind of flapping wings and scattered feathers at the center of the chaos. "Is this...tumultuous environment a regular occurrence around here nowadays? Or am I simply catching you all on an...off day?"
Molly let out a sound that could only be described as a growl of pure frustration, finally relinquishing her makeshift protective shield to shoot Snide a look of pure venom. "Save the histrionics for someone who actually buys into your pompous bullsh—"
"That's quite enough out of you, Francine," the other vet cut her off with a dismissive flick of his bony wrist, somehow managing to i
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